Bai Qiu, a follower of the Demon Mother Goddess, brought the Wheel of Fortune to massacre civilians. On the one hand, it was to create public opinion, and on the other hand, it was to find the key. Bai Qiu got the news that the key's vibration was in the civilian area of Hongta, but it could not be locked on any one person.
Massacre is the dumbest method, but it is very effective. However, Su Mingan's possession interrupted Bai Qiu's massacre, and the key was still in the hands of a Red Tower civilian.
If Bai Qiu found the key before the red rain fell, Isabel would be able to wake up and stop "them" from coming in time.
"Unfortunately, the red rain has begun to fall... As Bai Qiu, you put an end to the massacre." Liming seemed to sigh and laugh.
"Besides massacre, is there no other way?" Su Ming'an said.
"The Cloud City god beside you should be able to read whether there is a key in the soul of a civilian. But it's too slow. Checking the soul does not hurt the civilians, but it is much slower than a single strike. If time is delayed, the number of people who will die under the Red Rain will be hundreds or thousands of times more..." Liming shook his head: "But there is no need to say anything, it's too late."
"My goal is only the image of the Supreme Lord." Su Mingan said calmly.
"so?"
"Try to invest in me? I have more potential than the Lord of the End of All Things."
Li Ming looked dazed, wondering what he was looking at through Su Mingan. But in the end, his eyes focused and he looked at Su Mingan himself: "What if the savior loses?"
"It's up to you. Anyway, there were too many people who wanted me at that time."
“It’s a high-risk investment for me, you could end up losing everything.”
"But it is enough for you to just stand by and watch. If I lose, you can pick up the wreckage of Rovasha's world. If I win, I can give you more in return. You will not lose whether you win or lose. This is not a high-risk investment, but a no-cost business."
The wit of the conversation was so intense that, under the French window, only the two of them were left staring at each other's eyes.
The mechanical tray made a slight sound and the hose swam like a python.
Su Mingan sat in a wheelchair, his posture relaxed and natural, like a reflection of the past hundred years.
With long white hair fluttering, the God of Data approached silently. He was almost like a flowing wind or a colorless wandering soul.
"What do you want?"
Facing Liming's calm voice, Su Ming'an sat up slightly, lowered his posture slightly, and put his fingers together, reducing the distance between them.
At such a close distance, he could almost count Dawn's eyelashes:
"First-level God."
"Scataria, the God of Omnics, is an existence that almost became a first-level god in history. You know how to take that path."
…
Yamada-cho was numb.
He felt as if he were in an airless bubble.
Every time Su Mingan spoke, the bubble shrank a little, making him feel suffocated.
Level 1 God... Su Mingan is no longer satisfied with the level of Level 2 God. But does Su Mingan know what the price is for going higher?
Kritsin, Isabel, they don't look like normal people at all.
Li Ming stared at Su Ming'an: "Do you know why I, as a system, can reach the level of the first-level god so easily?"
"I know." Su Mingan said calmly: "Because you have no 'humanity'."
Divinity, humanity.
After Su Lin became the god of Yunshang City, the conflict between the two became apparent.
The biggest difference between Xiao Ai and Ai Erya lies in humanity and divinity.
Su Ming'an nearly became a god in the tenth world, and the clearest feeling he had was the loss of humanity. He even forgot who his teammates were who were rolled up by his tentacles, and almost cut off his causal line in the human world. In the end, he survived the crisis thanks to Li Mingyue's sacrifice.
Life without humanity is naturally prone to touching God's barrier.
"...Humanity, isn't this something you consider precious?" Liming said.
"Some things are more valuable." Su Mingan replied calmly.
“After losing your humanity and only having power, how can you control your own direction?” Liming said.
"I will hand the traction rope to a reliable person. There are also friendly high-dimensional beings who can help me." Su Mingan pointed to his heart and glanced at Yamada-cho Ikawakage: "In addition, I think this is a gradual process. I was weak before. Once the essence of life is sublimated, humanity will disappear very quickly. But now, my strength has reached the level of 9,000 points. With the blessing of several authorities, the part that belongs to me... will not disappear too quickly."
"… and we just have to hold on for the last period of time."
"That's enough."
Su Mingan sat in a wheelchair, calmly talking about the value of his remaining life, as if he were talking about a pound of bread or vegetables.
The room became very quiet.
Yamada Machi opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but felt that he shouldn't interrupt Su Mingan's determination.
Because he is very weak.
Because he couldn't come up with a better solution.
Because he was an idiot, he hated himself. Why couldn't he say a word at this time and couldn't come up with a better direction.
"But." Yamada Machiichi still glanced at Su Mingan's back and said hesitantly:
"Didn't you say that you wanted to be a horror game anchor in the future?"
But God won't play horror games anymore.
God will not kill ducks or geese.
His voice is too soft.
The young man in the wheelchair did not look back.
In fact, even if he shouted very loudly, the young man in the wheelchair would not turn back.
Liming stared at Su Mingan, and for a moment, he seemed to hear him say, "demote himself to a god."
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